I was scolded for having the audacity of leaving from the breakfast table before the kid… despite the fact that she hadn’t said a word to me the whole time and was plugged into an iPad AND an iPod and had not made eye contact.
This is Pi Day #023.c
This is Pi Day #023.b I appreciate the effort, I really do. Dance is art. Dance is fitness. Dance is moving around a room in a way that my 40-year-old body no longer considers feasible. Yet I struggle to find an honest balance between (a) showing blind support for everything The Girl does and (b) […]